Did you see me today?
I passed you on the street, and when we locked eyes, I smiled. You smiled back. And we walked on. But did you see me?
Yesterday, we met at the grocery store. We smiled as we talked about the weather and if I found everything I was looking for. I told you I found more than I needed... and we laughed. Because we're meant to, because those are the rules. But did you see me?
Tomorrow, we will engage as friends on the street. We will stop and you will ask me how I've been. I will tell you I'm fine, that everything is great, and the world is glorious. You will be satisfied because we will have fulfilled the rules. We will walk on... and you will never have seen me.
When you leave, I will let the smile fall from my face, the light from my eyes. I will close my eyes and breathe deeply, willing what I told you to be true but knowing it is not. I will return to the weight of my doubts and hurts, and I will wish that you had seen behind the mask I can't bring myself to discard.
Will you see?